The forest did not sleep that night.
Word of Lukas’s transformation spread quickly through Ravenspire. Moonmarked wolves gathered across the ridge, whispering among themselves, their glowing crescents flickering with curiosity and unease.
A hybrid.
No wolf had ever carried three powers at once.
Moonlight.
Fissure energy.
Starfire.
And no one knew if such power was a blessing… or a disaster waiting to happen.
The New Wolf
Lukas stood alone near the edge of the ridge, staring at his trembling hands. The faint silver-violet glow still pulsed beneath his skin like a heartbeat.
“I can feel everything,” he whispered.
Aric stood nearby, watching carefully. “What do you mean?”
Lukas closed his eyes.
“The forest. The tether. The fissure under the valley… even the stars.”
His voice sho
